I’m feeling my way through this “dabbling” in experimental writing. The last time he visited Barcelona, he was alone. I was dead. He returned to our beloved city knowing he would find pain but hoped the numbness would lift as he remembered me in the neighborhoods of my youth. Instead, he found the city also in mourning. The warm glow of Gaudi’s lanterns had … Continue reading Dancing With Orange Blossoms, Alternating POV / Reality

“Thank you for submitting your query for A WISHED-FOR LOVE to (this) Literary Agency for our consideration. Unfortunately, we’re going to pass at this time, as your beginning just didn’t hook us. We know you’ve put a lot of time and effort into your project, but do keep at it! The publishing industry is very subjective, so what may not work for us could be just … Continue reading We’re sorry…

Delightful! The only word to describe this essay from Emergency Wine. I know the feeling of being intimate with the top of my feet. I also know how liberating and free it is to look up and notice the beautiful world around me. Life beats us down occasionally and sets the weight of the world on our shoulders. When that happens, it’s as if all … Continue reading Windswept Serotonin, from Emergency Wine